Anytime (feat. Kehlani & ROMderful)

Jean Deaux

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    You don't have to feel bad for me
    If you don't decide to answer, babe
    Away, give it all up to me
    I know you like a dancer, babe

    Call me anytime you wanna get it
    I could have it crackin' for you
    I'ma call you up before this exit
    Don't let me catch you actin' brand new

    You ain't gotta ask
    'Cause you know I'm on the way
    Got my hands behind my waist
    Now my legs is giving way
    We don't have to crash
    If you keep tryna play
    Just to put me on my ass
    Just so you could get a taste

    Now, do you have the range?
    How I get it from high low
    This chopper on ya head
    Then I'm leavin' ya mind blown
    He wanna ménage with him, me and my clone
    Nickname is Lola, can we make it fly low?
    Grip game a choker, now beat it, no flylo
    I'ma lose my mind on it
    Can I take my time on it?
    I'ma stop breathin', he callin' me psycho
    Now he fingerin' the key, pretty please maestro
    Need a wheelchair when I leave, no need for light strokes
    Pay all these bitches dust like they came from Cairo
    His head spinnin', check the engine, let me ride slow
    Don't spit no game when I'm the cheat code, nigga
    Just relax, I'ma calm you with a pre-roll
    Don't act shy when you pull up on a freak
    He look alive till I show him how I
    Oye loca ven pa'ca
    Now you scream out: Mami, don't stop
    Don't need a ring and I'm still the master
    He professor when I'm like Ms. Parker
    I make it rain, he don't need a parka
    And bus and dip like I'm doin' a drive-by

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    Call me anytime you wanna get it
    I could have it crackin' for you
    I'ma call you up before this exit
    Don't let me catch you actin' brand new

    You ain't gotta ask
    'Cause you know I'm on the way
    Got my hands behind my waist
    Now my legs is giving way
    We don't have to crash
    If you keep tryna play
    Just to put me on my ass
    Just so you could get a taste

    Pull up and eat it again, no Queen Key
    Come home to me, let's fuck, no Queen B
    I know you prefer when I am all me
    But I made sure you could grip on my weave
    Inches to my waist, tickle your face when I am grinding it
    Cowgirl in reverse, make it a hearse, I ride or die on it
    Take a minute we could slow down, chop screw
    Speed up, we could master it
    It's your fucking world
    And I'm just out here getting smacked in it, ha
    So just pull on up
    Or I'ma call your bluff
    If you ain't in a rush
    Slide that thing up in my, huh

    Call me anytime you wanna get it
    I could have it crackin' for you
    I'ma call you up before this exit
    Don't let me catch you actin' brand new

    You ain't gotta ask
    'Cause you know I'm on the way
    Got my hands behind my waist
    Now my legs is giving way
    We don't have to crash
    If you keep tryna play
    Just to put me on my ass
    Just so you could get a taste

    Song details

    Composition: Kehlani and Romderful

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